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“Slut! I should have killed you a long time ago,” she screams as she lunges, grabbing me by my bun, but before she can pull it, I hit her in the eye once again. She cries out in pain and stumbles back. Before she has time to recover from that blow. She drags me to the ground with her and punches me in the stomach. I wince from the pain but quickly recover. She’s trying to hurt my babies. Rage fills me as I slam her head into the ground. Then I punch her as she screams and begs me to stop. I’m not even sure what’s happening anymore, all of this rage is coursing through my body like a wildfire burning down everything in its path: every memory of every punch, slap, or kick she’s thrown my way gives me more strength to keep hitting her. The first drop of blood trickles out of her nose, causing me to pause and pulling me back to my senses. What? I look at my bruised fist and her face. The anger burning in me makes me want to put her on the ground, but I can’t give in to it or I’ll become ju
Brandi Tes closes the door and walks away with Cops following him. I inhale and settle back in the seat, resting my head as I think about everything that happened today. Fighting Carmen, Carina, Collin killing Carmen and me killing Collin. I look down at my hands that pull the trigger and shiver. I killed someone. Not just someone, Colin, the man who has haunted me for years. The reason I never felt safe until I got with Tes. The man who killed my mother and shot my father. Shouldn’t I feel something? Relief? Joy? Now that he is gone? Why do I feel nothing? Just a hollow feeling of emptiness. Maybe the emotions will come later when all the adrenaline and shock wear off, or perhaps they will never come because I found peace the last couple of months with Tes. Colin had long become an afterthought, who no longer had any power over me. Either way, I’m glad it’s over and done with. No more looking behind my shoulder, wondering if he’ll be coming after me next. Now all I want to do is put
GioThey hold each other, both crying as I stand back and watch; providing them the space to become reacquainted. I know how much this means to Fenice, having him back with her after all this time. I know losing him and her mother had taken apart her heart that I could never fill, no matter how hard I tried or how hard I loved her. That was a space only a parent could fill, so I was always afraid that part of her heart would remain hollow. But with him here, I don’t have to worry about that anymore.“Sweetheart,” her father says, but Fenice doesn’t budge. She keeps holding him as if she is afraid he will disappear if she lets him go.“Sweetie.”“I missed you so much.” she finally says through sobs.“I thought of you every single day. There was never a moment I didn’t think of my sweet little girl. I’m sorry. I should have tried harder. I should have done mo—” He stops when Fenice pulls away.“It wasn’t your fault, dad. None of it was and none of it matters.” She smiles as tears roll do
“Your water?” I look down at the ground. Her water broke. That means the babies. She’s having the babies. My heart races from excitement. She’s having the babies! “Tes!” she yells snapping me from my thoughts. What am I doing? I need to get her to the hospital. “I’m here baby. I’m here. Breathe. I’ll get you to the hospital,” I say as I turn off the shower, grab a towel, wrap it around her, lift her in my arms and carry her out of the bathroom. “How far apart are the contractions?” “I don’t know. I don’t.. ahhhhh!” She screams as she grabs my shoulder. My heart aches with every scream that escapes her lips. She’s so strong, but I can’t stand seeing how much it hurts her. I clench my jaw as her screaming stops. “That was the first big one.” Her voice trembles as tears run down her face. “Please hurry!” She says between gasps for air. “I’ll get you there..” I say as I put her on the bed. “Ahhhhhhhhh-” Her cries start up again when another contraction hits her hard, making her body
Brandi 6 months later Tes holds my hand as we make our way up the staircase towards the courthouse. Today is Theodore’s sentencing after being found guilty of kidnapping and accessory to murder and rape. It’s been a hard three weeks recounting all the things Theodore witnessed Colin do to me, but finally, after thirteen years of thinking I’ll never get justice, today it will be over once he gets the maximum sentence. “Are you okay?” Tes asks as we stop before the door to wait for dad and Jillian. They are still seeing each other. It was strange at first, but I like them together. I nod. “He was convicted, but I’m still worried about sentencing. What if he only gets five years?” “The jury recommended a twenty-year minimum.” “I know, but Theodore was a big shot in this town. What if they let him off easy?” I had learned a long time that the law isn’t always equal for those with money and influence. “The world is watching. It would be hard for them to give him a slap on the wrist,
BrandiI fall on Tes’ chest panting. Tes pulls me close to him and kisses my forehead.“That was amazing,” I say between breaths. “You should come by every day.” He chuckles while stroking my back.“That would be nice, but you won’t get any work done.” I sigh as I hug his body.“My fiance and my father are both rich. Who needs work?” I mumble, almost in a sleep-like daze.“The woman who threatened to stab me with a butter knife if I didn’t let her go back to work after six weeks off.” I laugh.“I blame my postpartum brain for that.”“Is that right?” he asks as his hand glides up from the small of my back over my ass.“Yeah. I wasn’t thinking clearly. A life with no work sounds amazing.”“Hmmm. Then we can begin the interview process. Great.” I glance at him, bewildered, as I raise my head.“Interviews for what?”“Your replacement. We can find someone to run this location. And get a regional manager to oversee the others so you can be a stay-at-home wife and mom.”I swallow hard as my
WilliamShe slides her lips up and down my dick, but nothing. I’m still fucking soft. It’s been three weeks and I still can’t get my shit to stand up. That bitch must have done something to me. There is no way I’m hooked on some young pussy. Fuck.“Stop!”“But you didn’t.” She looks down at my limp dick.“Yes, obviously I didn’t. Get the fuck out and get back to work.” She gets up quickly and heads out the door.Fuck. I pour myself a glass of whiskey and down it. I need to clear my head and forget about her. Maybe I need to take my mind off sex for a while. A tough job when you run a sex empire. But I need to do it.I sigh, pull out my phone, and call Cap. He’s been no help with my minor issue, well, big fucking issue. This shit is fucking up my life., I exhale. Maybe a game of domino and poker with the guys will get me right.“William.”“Cap, what are you up to?”“Just left Gianna's graduation party. Heading home to watch the Spurs game with the boys.”“Oh…” He’s on family time.“Wha
Brandi I take a sip of the shot, trying to pace myself because I already feel a little too good, and I know I’m on my way to being drunk for the first time in my life. I look at the shot and then watch as Gianna downs another one. Tonight reminds me of high school when she would get wasted, so I would have to take care of her. I guess some things never change. I put the glass down on the bar top. “No, no, no. What are you doing?” “I have already had five. You’re on your seventh.” “Eight. I brought you here to get drunk and party our asses off.” “One of us needs to stay sober and make sure nothing happens.” “We’re in Uncle Williams’ club surrounded by security. Nothing will happen.” “You never know-” “B, he’s gone. You can relax.” She says as she picks up and hands me the shot. She doesn’t say another word, instead; she turns back to the bar and orders more shots. I look at the shot in my hand as her words play in my head. I know she is talking about Colin. It’s true that in th